” “Have a good time, pet,” she leaned in again and kissed me, her tongue invading me, making my cock twitch in unison to her tongue thrusting. ... just loved that place. They sold Weston’s organic cider on draught as well as Friuli fruit beer; the food was great as well. I paid the bill and left the restaurant, then walked through to my place on the avenue above the Chine. The house was in a very select haven of six others, but very private, despite being a sort of courtyard setting. This was as. I love fucking doggy style, it gives me access to a deep penetration and I can watch her little sphincter twitch as I thrust in and out, and of course, I can fondle her ass and tits as I pump her. The sister was helping by fondling my balls and gently scratching her nails over my sack and over my anus as I pumped. I held her hips tight and soon felt my jism rise again, and thrust as deeply as I could to empty myself completely. I collapsed on the bed and this time, I was really spent. Once. He handed Wendy the reigns for his horse as she, herself dismounted. He took the elderly widow's arm and she guided him off among the still floating puffs of smoke that filled the village.Wendy tied the horses to a chunk of fallen timber and walked to where several people were hovering around a table, sewing bodies into makeshift canvas cerements. The five people, men and women alike, turned to stare at her a moment as she walked up to the table. One of the women silently held out a large. Whatever. I can deal with that. Sir Rube asked me where his picture was and I responded that he would not be getting one today. Again, in a calm voice, Sir Rube asked me where his picture was. Now I was getting annoyed and I said, "You're not getting one today! What are you going to do...cyber spank me? Hahaha!" Well, let me tell you that Sir Rube was not pleased with me at all. Sir Rube instructed me to meet him at his car in a quiet, empty parking lot at 2:15. He also said that he was.